Photo Shoot on the Red Line

This is too sick for words, but I am going to write it anyway. I was sitting on the subway today and this 60ish man with grease laden ringlets plastered to his scalp was sitting across from me. I would have assumed that he was homeless, but he was playing with a pretty expensive looking phone. However, it took me a minute to realize that he was using his phone for pure evil. He was pointing it at me and I kept hearing a clicking sound. Then I looked into the reflection of the glass behind him and saw my image trapped inside the screen. This is my last blog entry, because I will now commit suicide.